Free Bird isn't just for Skynyrd's Innyrds anymore...

...and we don't even have to pay a buck to hear it either!!

By the graciousness of Derek (a Shoreham/Student-Ghetto resident), the Romfield Residents have found a new avenue of addictions... GUITAR HERO... yeah, it happened to us-the epidemic spreads yonder.... But fuck!!!! What a night last night was, especially for those who didn't actually go to sleep until half way through the following day! It was another display of good hangouts that's for damn sure.

I was painting in Vanier with Derek and mentioned that the previous night Shera and I, or mainly I, tried to drunkenly text him to bring GH to our house soon and he suggested that he could bring it over after work. Damn good idea! I called Shera as I waited for GoSafe (as there was another rape on campus - NOT in Vanier and I was out of bus tickets) and mentioned this to her also suggesting that we call dail-a-bottle for some beers. As I got home and the GH word got around, one ordered case turned into two. The disaster of my room called my attention until I heard the protests of Nick and Shera to the douche-bag of a delivery guy who tried to scam us for more of our hard-earned money... speaking of which I need to make more to feed this drinking career I have (Man, its an expensive profession to keep up - HAH!). Derek arrived from work at the ShitHaus empty handed and the looks around the table were in shock and awe and sheer disappointment (way to make a guy feel welcome - "dude, no Guitar Hero? Get outta mah-house!!"). I volunteered to trek out to the Ghetto with Derek as long as someone helped us out and paid for our fare. A little less than an hour later, we arrive and the house greeted us with RockStar cheers! Woooo, to be famous, or rather have an intriguing game in hand.... awwww....

Well, it didn't take long before the beginners all had a chance to rock out (with no cocks out) and the beers suddenly disappeared too fast, but a hell of a night anyway. Baby kitty doesn't think so though, he's actually petrified of the guitars... also another form of entertainment ("poor guy" "we do it because we love them" "what? torture them?" *giggles*).

I think my favourite part, which I'm sure the majority of the spectators will agree, was the Zombie-expressions we all gained in our quests to rockstardom... perhaps we need to relocate the Zombie Wall to the ShitHaus - it was looking pretty grim at times, hahaha.

Anyway, many thanks to Derek for letting us keep the game with us for a while! I know where we are going to be spending our next few nights.... speaking of which - Free Bird here I come!!!


Cheers,
StephLaw